From the perspective of the strippers I used to know, the song they most hated to hear start up was Free Bird. Over nine minutes long, numerous tempo changes, and so fast at the end the only thing they could do was spin.

I think the flip side to the "Seasons in the Sun" single would be just as bad, despite its name. It was "Put the Bone In" and was a mournful tune supposedly about a girl asking a butcher for a treat for her injured dog. At one point in our adolescence, my sister drove me crazy with playing "Seasons in the Sun" over and over again for weeks and weeks, and after I persuaded her to play the flip side just once (just for variety's sake I had no idea what we were in for), I don't think she played either side ever again.

I have never requested a song at a peeler bar, indeed I have never been to a peeler bar where ANYBODY requested a song. If you're giving a flying fark about what the DJ is playing, your focus is misplaced, grasshopper. It's all about dem tittayz. As long as there's boobs in my face, an ass grinding on my junk, and a cold pitcher of beer on the table, I couldn't possibly care less what audio dreck the DJ is queueing up on his iPod.

Technoir:I have never requested a song at a peeler bar, indeed I have never been to a peeler bar where ANYBODY requested a song. If you're giving a flying fark about what the DJ is playing, your focus is misplaced, grasshopper. It's all about dem tittayz. As long as there's boobs in my face, an ass grinding on my junk, and a cold pitcher of beer on the table, I couldn't possibly care less what audio dreck the DJ is queueing up on his iPod.